Great grandfather Jiang Fumin is not the biological brother of grandfather Jiang Fujun, but a half-brother.

Great grandfather Jiang Guanglin used to be a big landowner, and the Jiang family's ancestral home and ancestral hall are both in Shangwan Village. It can be said that Shangwan Village was the foundation of the Jiang family.

It's just that grandpa Jiang Fumin was born to the main wife, while grandpa Jiang Fujun was born to an aunt. This aunt was the main wife's former maid, so grandpa is more afraid of grandpa.

The Jiang family is a common surname in Shangwan Village. Basically, about half of the families in the village have the surname Jiang. Of course, most of them are children of the Jiang family and are given the surname Jiang. A few are collateral descendants of the Jiang family and can be recorded in the genealogy.

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Jiang Qingwan met many villagers on the way to her uncle's house.

A few of them kindly paid attention to her, looked at the wound on her forehead, made vague remarks about Lao Jiang's family's dishonest behavior, and comforted her a few words.

Grandpa Jiang Fumin's home is relatively remote, located at the foot of Baiyun Mountain. There are not many people living in that area.

That area was originally the old house of the Jiang family. The Jiang family used to be landowners, so the area of ​​the old house was relatively large, so they tried their best to avoid other homes nearby.

Jiang Qingwan walked slowly and leisurely to the foot of Baiyun Mountain. She was now out of breath after walking a few steps for her small body. Walking from home to her grandfather's house really took up a lot of her time and energy.

Looking around, the mountains in the distance are high and low, undulating, and verdant. The nearby Baiyun Mountains and mountain streams slowly leave behind the winding creeks in the village.

This creek surrounds the village and forms a very beautiful arc on one side of the village. People in the village call it Moon Bay.

In my memory, Grandpa seems to have said that the ancestors of the Jiang family chose to build the main house and ancestral hall in this place precisely because of the unique landform. The ancestors of the Jiang family once asked a famous fortune teller for help, and he calculated that this place had excellent Feng Shui.

It is a rare Feng Shui treasure land that can provide shelter and blessing for future generations, and ensure the prosperity and wealth of the Jiang family.

At the foot of the mountain is my grandfather's house, which is part of the ancestral house. Most of the walls of the ancestral house are in tatters, and some of the walls are peeling off.

The original gate now only has an empty stone door frame, with some stone carvings still vaguely visible, but the original appearance is obscured by some moss and small weeds.

Looking through the empty gate, the yard leading to the main hall is filled with gravel and overgrown with weeds. It can be seen that no one has used it for a while.

Hey, if it were well maintained, this house would definitely be beautiful and grand, but it’s a pity!

However, it is indeed not easy to handle at this stage. If Shangwan Village was not located in a remote area and the population was relatively sparse compared to the county town, otherwise the house would have been even more damaged.

While Jiang Qingwan was still observing the old house carefully, the east side door suddenly opened, and an old man wearing a gray coarse cloth jacket and black trousers came out.

Jiang Qingwan was attracted by the sound of the wooden door opening. When she saw the old man standing in front of the door, who looked slightly weathered, she subconsciously shouted, "Grandpa."

"It's Da Ya. Is the wound better? Why don't you rest at home?" Grandpa's deep and deep voice revealed the vicissitudes of time.
Chapter completed!